girl on fire

robbie’s biting her lip, before she turns around, because she feels really, really warm. not hot, no. it was in her chest, down her ribs. she feels happy. really, really happy. and she lets herself notice that. her fingers rip a clean opening on her sugar, returning to her position, catching that smile. god, that smile. a megawatt stadium would look like a candle next to that. 

“works out perfectly, i think. don’tcha think baby?” she takes her time thinking, adding her sugar. “romeo and juliet, huh?” she nods, biting at the inside of her cheek. “okay, yeah. it has some good parts. the dyings not ideal, but its definitely a favorite worthy. what do you like about it?” 

when she returns from bending to grab a pan, she lets out an almost incredulous laugh. “babygirl, really — you gotta do that?” she leans on the counter, leaning in on her elbows. “sit there, looking so goddamn sexy when i’m trying to have an —” she can’t help but let the cheeky smile pull on her lips when her tone gets heavy with teasing. “honest, innocent conversation with you?”

while surrey was no stranger to happiness, it never ceased to amaze her how utterly so she was in robbie's presence. it was all encompassing - her whole body was touched by the warmth it brought, and she doubted that would ever change. not when it was brought about so easily, doing something so simple. everything about the moment just felt right. 

"it just so happens, i do too." them agreeing on such a thing wasn't surprising, but, as teasing as it was, it was enough to fit with the warm feelings - this mornings theme. "dying aside, of course. i think i like it because, no matter what happened or what anyone else said, they never question their love. and because my mom used to read it to me." and those were some fond memories; ones she'd always have with her, even though she didn't have her mother anymore. 

"oh, i'm sorry." she wasn't anything of the sort, and the poorly concealed grin on her lips coupled with a barely concealed laugh said as much. it was moments like this she could live in forever. "if it will help with this honest, innocent conversation," despite her words, she only leaned forward on her elbow; closer, "i can turn around, if you want?"

“pancakes and syrup, should’ve known.” there’s a chuckle, and she kisses the crown of surrey’s head as she moves away. “and i haven’t even started any spoiling, babes.” her eyes narrowed playfully when she’s in the girl’s view, and she’s pulling out her pancake mix. she sets things up so she can look at surrey — that’s the point of this, anyway. 

“so,” she starts, after a few moments. she wants to ask questions. it makes her feel a little warm inside, when she realizes she already knows some things. yes, they’re basic, but they’re from the time they’d spent together. organically learning, through mornings spent together, nights out. and she’s smiling to herself when she asks. “tell me… your favorite book. or just one you like.” there’s a tiny bit of amusement in her eyes when she looks up. “i haven’t really been good about letting you pay attention to anything when i’m around. i’m kind of possessive like that.” the motions are pretty familiar, if only from when she was younger, and pancakes were the only thing she knew how to cook. now? she’d upgraded a little. at least, past toast. “i like having all your attention.” robbie muses as she turns to grab the sugar from the cabinet. 

"you really should have." and without much thought, she threw a dramatic sigh in after the words, like it was the worst thing in the world that she hadn't. despite how heave the weight that tethered them together was, when they were together things often felt light. she'd even go so far as to say it felt like she was on a cloud - like they were. "oh no, however will i cope?" 

from where she was sitting, she followed robbie with her eyes. she enjoyed the simple things, and this was part of the bliss of it. "it might be cliche, but i really like romeo and juliet." sure, it wasn't the happiest tale but what was decent literature if it didn't move you enough to cry? the intimacy of the moment wasn't lost on her, and she was sure her eyes reflected as much. the happiness, the warmth. just the little things. "are you? i hadn't noticed." her voice had shifted once again to playful; teasing. it was a natural switch, an effortless one. and it felt even more right, taking that tone, under the current circumstances. them, with a full day ahead of them, time spent together, yet for now, lingering in the bliss that was them in their own little world. "guess it's a good thing i like giving you all my attention then, huh?" shifting slightly, she rested her chin in her palm, still watching, vibrant smile still on her lips.

she wants to speak, to say that she would set the world on fire, because then she could drown in her kisses. but that sounds too close to poetry for her, and they have 24 hours ahead of them. more, if she can’t keep her hands from clasping at surrey’s limbs like they were life rafts. she’s not ready, to fully commit to this weightlessness. to this falling. not ready to let all these words out, just yet. she can pretend she’s whole, for a little longer. like there’s not cracks in her surface that were meant for surrey to find. at least, out loud. 

her hand keeps on surrey’s, bringing it up, pulling back enough to watch her twine their fingers. it looks so sweet, in the sun.

“i promised you breakfast.” she says, after a moment, turning back to surrey. “and as much as i’d just like to have you, we’ll need some sort of energy today.” she almost lets the thought distract her, but they had more than enough time to hide behind robbie’s front door. today, was the trying of something new. so she tugs surrey inside, instead, and she’s guiding her to a seat. 

robbie’s behind her, about to move around to the stove, but her fingertips linger on surrey’s shoulders, down her arms. “so we can have pancakes, waffles,” she lets herself lean down to press a kiss to the girl’s cheek. “french toast.” 

“whatever you want, angel.” 

surrey was easy going by nature, perhaps overly so - but that was the very thing that made her happy to do things on robbie's terms; in her own time. everyone functioned differently, was set in their own ways. what truly mattered was finding someone who complemented that - balanced it. and maybe they hadn't said much (with words, anyway), but it was enough. they'd said i love you, and how could that be anything other than enough? they had the next 24 hours to look forward too, maybe more. and surrey knew there wasn't a moment of it that she wouldn't enjoy; not when just being with robbie brought her so much joy. 

when the other girl brought their hands up, her own gaze stayed on her. unwavering, content. she already knew their hands fit together perfectly, what else mattered besides that? besides, it made it all the easier to look back at robbie when she faced her again, amused glint shining through an endeared smile. "i've been told i make a better dessert anyway." and there was the teasing again, but honestly, she didn't mind what they did. anything involving robbie was the highlight of her day, let alone them spending a whole one together. 

she happily followed as robbie guided her to a seat, just as she would with the other blonde guiding her anywhere. her smile turned softer, feeling robbie's touch still on her skin. "you've gotta stop spoiling me." reaching a hand up, she playfully tapped on robbie's wrist. "i am, however, a sucker for pancakes."